“Gods!” cried Ann Veronica, and kept him standing. Come, come, be reasonable, and listen to me. John, I shall eat that whole tin of sardines. She was slender, and sometimes she seemed tall, and walked and carried herself lightly and joyfully as one who commonly and habitually feels well, and sometimes she stooped a little and was preoccupied. ” “Sounds interesting,” Ennison remarked. . It was Ennison, who loomed up through the shadows. The very facts that Miss Miniver never stated an argument clearly, that she was never embarrassed by a sense of self-contradiction, and had little more respect for consistency of statement than a washerwoman has for wisps of vapor, which made Ann Veronica critical and hostile at their first encounter in Morningside Park, became at last with constant association the secret of Miss Miniver’s growing influence. It was a castoff of Shari’s from her brief obsession with sewing.
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